Chapter 7 This Is Too Polite

the next day!

The early bird catches the worm, especially Lin Fan's dry finger cakes. The peak passenger flow is seven or eight in the morning and four or five in the afternoon.

The whole night last night, Lin Fan was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

If I give you a golden finger suddenly, how can you fall asleep? If there is a rocket, Lin Fan will definitely go to the moon and sing a song.

With the experience of yesterday afternoon, Lin Fan prepared a lot of ingredients, enough to make 200 hand pancakes.

After washing up, humming a song, Lin Fan pushed the cart and set off towards the old place.

This life change is about to come, and I am very excited just thinking about it.

"Xiao Fan, I'm in a good mood today, and I'm humming a song when I go out." Aunt Wang, who sent the child back, greeted Lin Fan.

"Aunt Wang is getting more and more beautiful now."

Lin Fan said that he was not in the mood now, that he was very happy, and the days to come would be better after this.

"Win the lottery? Are you so sweet?" Aunt Wang smiled cheerfully. At the age of fifty, now that she is praised by a young man for being more and more beautiful, she is naturally in a good mood.

"Almost." Lin Fan excitedly pushed the cart and ran, looking extremely excited.

....

On the other side of Hongxing Primary School Road.

When Lin Fan came here, he found that there were so many people there.

"Hey, that's weird. At this time before, there weren't so many people sending children to school, and these guys don't seem to send children to school."

Lin Fan didn't understand, but he still pushed the cart towards the old place, but at a distance, Lin Fan found that his booth seemed to be taken by someone, and he was an old man.

"I'll go, the old woman told the truth yesterday, she really took my place." Lin Fan felt upset, this is not bullying.

"Come on, come on, the little boss is here."

"It's that finger cake. After eating one yesterday, I thought about it all night."

"Me too. The taste is nothing to say. I ate this little boss's hand pancakes and I was eating other things, and suddenly found that they were all like garbage."

"Little boss, why are you so slow? If you don't come, a lot of people will starve to death."

....

Lin Fan was frightened at this moment. This group of hot-tempered guys surrounded Lin Fan, and then a big brother slapped a red note in front of Lin Fan.

"Little boss, with this money, you can do as much as you can. If you don't eat today, you will die, and you will never go to work."

"And mine, give me ten."

"I'll have five."

"I'll have three."

Surrounded by enthusiastic customers, this is the first time.

At this moment, Lin Fan wanted to cry a little bit, who the hell said that selling finger cakes is worthless, didn't you see that all the customers are waiting for me to set up a stall?

"Everyone, don't worry, let me push the car there." Lin Fan shouted, signaling everyone to calm down.

"Hey, why are you pushing? Let's help each other and directly carry the car over."

"Count me in, the time is tight and there is no room for delay."

"One, two, three, from..."

At this moment, Lin Fan looked at this scene stupidly, this could not be a dream, isn't it just a hand pie, there is a need to be in such a hurry.

"Everyone, be careful not to spill the materials." Lin Fan hurriedly chased after him and said.

"Have you heard that? Be careful. The ingredients are gone. No one has anything to eat today. If there is nothing to eat, I'm in a hurry with you." The rough big brother roared.

"Release slowly, don't worry, listen to my command, one, two, three, lightly, lightly."

This is cheating, with the current situation, does it still look like a hand-cooked cake?

"Little boss, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up, everyone is waiting."

"coming,

coming. "Lin Fan didn't realize it for a while. If he didn't experience the situation today, it would be unbelievable to say it.

All the vendors around were dumbfounded. What's going on? Selling finger cakes has this kind of treatment? When did customers become so enthusiastic.

Or is it that the status of selling finger cakes has improved?

Those parents who sent their children to school were also a little stunned when they saw this scene, and then shook their heads. In the eyes of these parents, these people must be crazy, and they have to report to the principal.

"Daughter-in-law, what's the situation?" The middle-aged man who just took Lin Fan's place today and was about to sell stinky tofu asked dumbfounded.

"Hype, it must be hype, anyway, don't ask, just occupy that position, you have to work harder, a young brat dares to compete with my old lady for business, and doesn't even look to see if his hair is full."

"Hey, don't worry, I've reserved that spot, that's all, I'll go back first, the traffic is so big, it's not bad to get a few here." The middle-aged man said with a mean smile.

Lin Fan glanced at the stall next to him, and then at the old woman.

And the old woman looked at Lin Fan provocatively, her meaning was very clear, she just let our man take your place, what can you do.

"Little Boss, I'm the one who came first, and I'll pay you one hundred yuan, as many as you can make." The rough big brother said.

"I'm the second one, line up carefully, don't rush."

The people behind were a little impatient, but they still lined up, and this row was more than ten meters away.

These people bought finger cakes yesterday, especially after returning home, their stomachs and taste buds are full of the taste of finger cakes.

Later, what to eat here, nothing tastes good, all I can think about is this finger cake, so I hurried here early in the morning. Just waiting here.

I am addicted, definitely addicted, if I don’t eat for a day, I feel so uncomfortable.

And this is the effect of the god-level finger cake, which is the power of the encyclopedia.

Lin Fan, who was about to make hand pancakes, stopped suddenly, then looked to the side, "This is my place, why do you take my place?"

"Little boss, brother, I beg you, you can make one first, I can't stand it anymore." The rough big brother said beggingly.

"Sorry, I have to figure this out." Lin Fan waved his hand and said.

The middle-aged man selling stinky tofu raised his brows, "What's the matter? Is your name here? Or is this land yours? If you can show evidence that this place is yours, I will move away without saying a word. .”

"Hey, I'm going, isn't this a waste of time? Come on a few buddies, move this stinky tofu stall with me, and prevent us from eating hand pancakes. Isn't this killing us?"

Under the leadership of this rough big brother, a group of old men directly moved the stinky tofu stall to a distance.

"What are you doing?" the middle-aged man growled.

"What are you doing?" Now this group of elders are waiting for the finger cakes to eat, how can the stinky tofu stand be delayed, so each one is extremely fierce and glaring.

The large group of elders stared at each other, and the middle-aged man was shocked.

Lin Fan happily returned to his original position, and then shouted, "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, it's starting, it will be soon, don't worry."

Lin Fan still believed in an old saying.

If you want to grab a man, you have to grab his stomach.

Obviously, Lin Fan is a man who has captured the stomachs of many old men.